#so it was fun trying to crop these lol

[lemongogo]

anyways . silly thing

[sysig]

Moomin. Moomin in Minecraft. please?

Day 16 - Are you new to the valley?

[puppppppppy]

Son boy

[unproduciblesmackdown]

come get your levitous sidekick / vicious bastard / funny little guys

[skyburger]

venn diagram of these guys

[dogtiber]

makin a dog themed dog sweater for the dog

[cmdonovann]

oc time (it is atlas and laika)

[hemmingsleclerc]

Scandal!┃CL16-MV1

I just want to say I love w all my heart charlotte so I'm not trying to hate on her, she looks very friendly but I just used her for her pics with charles

Also I had this idea on kylie and timmy's ''relationship rules rumours'' she put on him, poor timmy😭😭

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f1_gossip According to reports, there is drama in the paddock! It all started when rumors came out of testimonies close to the couple where Aurora (Charles' new girlfriend) has imposed ''rules'' in her relationship with the driver!

"First, Aurora wanted him to cut ties with all of his exes, especially with the female driver, with whom he is still very close", Let's remember that Leclerc and Y/LN dated for almost 3 and a half years but they separated and they remained on friendly terms, before this they had been friends since childhood and the model ''did not like that'', they tell us.

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username girl what the fuck??

username stop, pls you're literally a ''model'' bc your mommy knew people and got u a job, on the other hand, Y/N has trained her entire life for that sport and she is super talented and has achieved all that by herself, stop embarrassing yourself.

username IF SHE MAKES SURE WE NO LONGER HAVE MOMENTS BETWEEN CHARLES AND Y/N, SHE WON'T LIVE TO TELL ABOUT IT FRRRR

ynln

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ynln Made some great memories in Miami, had dinner w friends, and podium celebration this weekend, see u on Imola <3

lewishamilton fun night!

username I miss charles' comments on her posts 😭

maxverstappen1 🤘!!!

landonorris why wasn't I invited?

ynln bc I hate u

landonorris lol wth? I literally apologized 5 times for laughing at your pic,pls :(

redbullracing 👏👏

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc A little bit of blue and leo 😘👑Miami, thank you

aurora.official SO PROUD OF YOU BABY!!!😍😍

username girl okey we got it, now stop.pls

username PLS- THE WAY HE CROPPED HER FROM THE PHOTOS 🤣🤣🤣

scuderiaferrari blue suits you 🩵

username you look so good on blue cha 😭💗

cha_yn

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cha_yn I miss my parents, pls they were so in love 😭😭💔

username the way charlie looked at her

username my man was so deeply in love....

username she used to shine more when she was with him :(

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username Ok max having a crush on yn wasn't on my bingo card this year

username ok but what a great and hot couple they would both be

username I SEE IT 👀

rebullracing

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redbullracing P1 and P2!!! What an amazing race for our team, very proud of max and yn!

ynln ❤️‍🩹

maxverstappen yes baby!

username did anyone saw charles' face when yn and max celebrated together??? no?? okey

f1_gossip

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f1_gossip Apparently after the great victory of both Redbulls, both went out to celebrate at a bar and sources claim that both were "very comfortable around each other", what do we think of this?

username nooo, I was still hoping charles and yn came back :(

username I'm here for their reputation era

username Idk if I want to be yn or max

aurora.official

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aurora.official My baby got P3!! I'm so proud of him❤️❤️

username girl,do you at least know something about the sport?

aurora.official duh

username :/

maxverstappen1 has posted a story!

caption: yn send me this pic earlier today and thought I needed to show u, do we look alike?

charles_leclerc has posted a story!

music: I bet you think about me-Taylor Swift

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f1_gossip

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f1_gossip What the hell happened between these two?? In the first practice of the weekend both drivers fought! According to some fans who came today, Charles approached Max furiously while he was yelling at him and Max wasn't far behind! What could have happened between these two?

username STOP WHAT IF IT'S FOR YN!!?!??!?!

username WHAT IS HAPPENING

username what the fuck 😭😭😭

Part2

[a-d-nox]

how can you glow up: your 1h - your look

to work off my recent post about glow ups. today i will be taking a closer look at 1h themes regarding glowing up.

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1h aries (1°, 13°, 25°), 1h mars, and/or mars aspecting asc

style

embrace boldness: strong, eye-catching styles. opt for tailored cuts, statement pieces, and/or vibrant colors like red, black, and/or deep maroon.

minimalist edge: minimalist outfits with sharp, clean lines work well. think structured blazers, fitted jeans, and sleek dresses.

athletic influences: bomber jackets, chunky sneakers, or athleisure pieces that combine comfort and power/strength.

statement accessories: leather belts, combat boots, and/or metallic jewelry.

beauty

defined features: use makeup to emphasize strong features, like sculpted cheekbones (contouring), bold brows, and/or a fierce cat-eye.

bold lip colors: reds and deep tones are perfect for making a statement.

effortless hair: low-maintenance but striking styles suit these people. try tousled waves, a slicked-back ponytail, and/or a pixie cut.

skincare for vibrancy: redness or sensitivity are common for this placement. incorporate calming, anti-inflammatory products (aloe vera, green tea, etc) while also enhancing your natural glow with gentle exfoliation.

body language & presence

command attention: walk with purpose and exude confidence in every movement.

strong posture: your body should radiates strength, so maintain good posture and carry yourself with self-assuredness.

active energy: use expressive gestures and/or physical activity to channel your energy into dynamic actions that captivate others.

mindset mantras

“my energy is magnetic."

"i am unstoppable.”

“i glow when i embrace my strength.”

1h gemini (3°, 15°, 27°), 1h mercury, and/or mercury aspecting asc

style

play with versatility: you are adaptable, so lean into styles that allow you to switch things up easily. opt for pieces that can be layered, mixed and matched, or dressed up or down. modular wardrobes and quirky accessories can also keep things fresh.

focus on youthful, playful vibes: embrace fun patterns, bright colors, or playful silhouettes. think cropped tops (careful if you in corporate - office sirens are a tiktok thing they not real lol), sneakers, and relaxed tailoring.

highlight the hands and arms: gemini rules the hands and arms, so accessories like rings, bracelets, and polished manicures draw attention to you. potentially experiment with finger tattoos (i would say only if mercury beneficially aspecting mars and pluto), colorful nail art, or layered bangles.

embrace intellectual elegance: incorporate "smart", polished touches, like well-fitted blazers, statement glasses, or minimalist yet clever jewelry.

beauty

fresh-faced makeup: aim for light, natural-looking makeup that emphasizes radiance. think glossy lips, dewy skin, and fluttery lashes. experiment with subtle eyeliner or shadow to create a playful but polished eye look.

experiment with hairstyles: don’t be afraid to try new cuts or colors. bangs, layers, or multidimensional highlights could add to your playful energy. accessories like barrettes, headbands, and/or clips can reflect your quick-changing vibe.

skin-care for a luminous look: focus on lightweight, hydrating products that enhance your natural glow without feeling heavy.

body language & presence

curiosity: you should aim for being naturally inquisitive and engaging. a warm smile (ugh hate telling people to smile more) and attentive posture amplify your charm.

express with your hands: use gestures when speaking to showcase your animated and captivating energy.

keep your energy light and flexible: you come alive in conversations and movement, so let your personality shine in how you interact with others.

mindset mantras

“i am curious and adaptable.”

“my versatility is my superpower.”

“my playfulness enhances my every look.”

1h libra (7°, 19°), 1h venus, and/or venus aspecting asc

style

classic elegance: timeless, sophisticated looks. aim for chic silhouettes, neutral tones, and soft fabrics like silk or cashmere. tailored blazers, flowy dresses, or polished trousers.

balance in outfits: libra thrives on symmetry and balance. counter balance proportions (i typically do fitted top with wide-leg pants as someone with this placement) and pair bold elements with subtle ones.

romantic details: incorporate feminine, romantic touches like lace, ruffles, and/or floral patterns. accessories like pearl earrings (my fav).

matching color theory / finding flattering colors: usually these people are in a soft palette. so pastels and harmonious shades like blush pink, light blue, or cream highlight your natural beauty.

stylish accessories: beauty is in the details. think statement jewelry, a chic handbag, or elegant shoes can complete your look.

beauty

glowing skin: prioritize your complexion via hydrating skincare. face mists, illuminating primers, and natural highlighters can give you that venusian glow.

perfecting your brow shape: symmetrical beauty is a libra venus and rising thing, so well-groomed, balanced brows enhance your natural beauty.

soft makeup: opt for soft, romantic looks: rosy blush, nude or pink lips, and neutral eyeshadow. slight winged eyeliner adds a touch of drama without being overpowering.

the art of hair: best suited in polished hairstyles. consider sleek ponytails, loose waves, or elegant buns. highlights or balayage in warm, subtle tones can add to your perceived sophistication.

body language & presence

charm: smile often (i hate when people tell me that) and project warmth. libra risings have a natural charisma that attracts others.

posture: a graceful, upright posture enhances your air of elegance. yoga or pilates can help develop this poise.

be approachable: your energy is diplomatic and magnetic, so lean into your ability to create harmony in social interactions.

mindset mantras

“i am the embodiment of beauty and grace."

“my elegance is effortless.”

“harmony begins within, and it radiates out.”

1h sagittarius (9°, 21°), 1h jupiter, and/or jupiter aspecting asc

style

go bold: embrace bold colors and lively patterns that reflect an adventurous spirit. flowing, luxurious fabrics like satin or silk mirror the abundance you bring.

elevate with elegance: invest in quality over quantity. timeless pieces, like tailored blazers or elegant dresses, will amplify your glow.

cultural inspiration: styles inspired by travel or cultural motifs (like patterns, jewelry, or textiles) resonate beautifully with this aspect. of course in a non-appropriative manner .

comfort is key: ensure your wardrobe blends style with comfort. think soft, flowing cuts or boho-chic aesthetics.

beauty

radiant skin: focus on achieving a healthy, radiant glow through skincare. hydration and nourishing products are essential.

bright and open makeup looks: go for makeup that enhances your natural warmth. think luminous foundation, bronzer for a sun-kissed look, and golden highlighter work well.

hair with movement: jupiter’s energy loves freedom, so hairstyles that are loose, flowing, or natural-looking (like waves or curls) suit you best.

body language & presence

confident posture: you have a natural charisma. stand tall and own your space to project confidence effortlessly.

engaging smile: let your smile be your signature. a genuine smile enhances your approachable energy.

generous energy: exude warmth by being present and enthusiastic when engaging with others.

mindset mantras

“my positivity is my greatest glow.”

“i radiate abundance and confidence.”

“growth and self-love are the foundations of my beauty.”

1h pisces (12°, 24°), 1h neptune, and/or neptune aspecting asc

style

dreamy, flowing silhouettes: soft, fluid clothing. opt for dresses, skirts, or tops with flowing, romantic designs. sheer or satin fabrics amplify this vibe.

whimsical details: lace, embroidery, or shimmery accents add a touch of magic to your look. layering pieces like shawls or cardigans can evoke a dreamy, layered aesthetic.

soft colors: pastel shades, muted tones, or oceanic hues like lavender, pale blue, seafoam green, and silver.

beauty

luminous skin: enhance a natural glow. use hydrating skincare and dewy makeup products, like liquid highlighters or illuminating primers.

soft, diffused makeup: focus on dreamy, blended looks. think soft, smoky eyes, blush with a watercolor effect, and sheer lip glosses.

hair with flow: loose waves, soft curls, or tousled styles. hair accessories, like pearl clips or headbands, add a whimsical touch.

body language & presence

graceful movements: move with calmness and fluidity. practices like yoga or dance can enhance your poise.

mystical energy: lean into your mysterious vibe by being introspective and allowing your presence to speak louder than words.

soft gaze: your eyes are likely a standout feature. enhance your connection with others through warm, soulful eye contact.

mindset mantra

"i radiate beauty and grace effortlessly.”

"my creativity is my greatest assets.”

“i glow when i align with my inner magic."

1h ruler in the 4h

style

comfort meets elegance: blend cozy and chic. think knitwear, flowy fabrics, and soft layers that make you feel at ease yet polished. fabrics like cotton, linen, and cashmere resonate with the homey yet refined vibe they should aim for.

heritage-inspired looks: incorporate cultural or familial influences into your style, like heirloom jewelry, vintage pieces, and/or traditional patterns.

neutral/earthy tones: soft, calming colors like beige, cream, sage green, or light blues create a harmonious, approachable aesthetic.

classic, timeless staples: opt for timeless pieces that feel like a second skin, like well-fitted jeans, crisp shirts, and/or a versatile trench coat.

beauty

natural glow: emphasize a fresh, radiant complexion. focus on nourishing skincare and light, dewy makeup that enhances your natural features.

relaxed hair styles: loose waves, soft braids, and/or simple updos work well; they reflect their easygoing, comforting energy.

soothing beauty rituals: prioritize self-care routines at home, like face masks, at home manicures, or aromatherapy.

body language & presence

grounded confidence: project a calm, steady presence that reflects your inner security.

emotional connection: share your personal story or background when appropriate - it can make your presence more relatable and magnetic.

warm, inviting energy: your glow-up is amplified when you make others feel at home around you.

mindset mantras

“my glow begins from within.”

“i balance comfort and beauty effortlessly.”

“when i feel at home in myself, my light shines everywhere.”

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[lionhanie]

leehan as your boyfriend! ♡

established relationship, PURE fluff, leehan x reader, leehan is IN LOVE with you, also not proofread LOL!!!!!!!

word count: ~800 i think lol

warnings: none

a/n: i can't lie this whole thing was sooo self indulgent i just love him so bad #GUILTY!

literally does everything in his power to make you smile and feel good... #1 boyfriend in the world i fear!

he must have the ability to read the minds of the people he loves bc he just knows what you need all the time

...or rather than this, all of his opinions and preferences become whatever you like! (without complaint ofc, because he’s okay with anything as long as you’re satisfied)

this makes me think he’s rlly big on quality time because he seems like the type of bf to be content with just. whatever! as long as you’re there ^_^

quite literally only has eyes for you

he doesn’t really *intend* to do this, but it is so difficult for him to focus on anyone else if he has *you* there with him

everyone will always complain when they hangout with just you two bc they will always end up feeling like a third wheel :skull: 

even if you try to tease him for literally adoring you 24/7 he wouldn’t even be flustered or embarrassed. he would just nod and smile in agreeance U_U

he’ll always go out of his way to compliment you too, telling you how cute you look or how good you are at doing something. he gets a little shy every time you compliment him, but he always recovers by turning the praise back to you

even though he isn’t the best texter, i imagine he would put in extra effort to keep you updated throughout the day-- especially if it's hard to spend a lot of time together in person

you're just going about your day at school/work and you hear a notification on your phone... it's leehan sending you like 10 different angles of the new friends he got for his fish tank

or it's one of his selfies that are either 1) blurry, 2) crop out like 80% of his face, 3) at an unnatural selfie angle, or 4) all of the above. regardless, he's still your handsome boyfriend & looks amazing in every pic he sends

unironically i think he would be a DRY texter LMFAO but the way he communicates is kind of endearing. rather than sending messages, he def has a concerningly large album of reaction pics he uses for every possible situation (including ones he made himself using pics of you & the members)

dates with him are SO fun.

again, he doesn't really care too much about what you two do as long as he gets to spend time together... he's just down to try Anything and Everything so you guys never really run out of things to do together

being so eager to try new activities, i can 100% see him suggesting the most obscure data ideas & being so genuinely excited to do it no matter how odd it may seem given the context

cause Boy wdym you think fishing in a river at 12am is a fun idea for a date... it’s not necessarily like you were going to say no .... but also… this isn’t a common date activity, right?

i think he loves staying in with you the most….. sleepover!!! :3

especially after you both had tiring days; spending a night in with each other never fails to recharge you both!

ordering any food you want (he isn’t planning on eating much, so he’d rather get something you’re craving) ((after a couple bites he sits back and watches you eat w/ the biggest grin on his face))

but i think the absolute BEST part of the night is when the two of you are side by side at the bathroom counter doing a Twelve Step Skincare Routine that leehan made himself

and you’re giggling the whole time bc he takes his skincare SERIOUSLY. (that one mf who don’t play about his skincare bye)

i think he’d be super attentive, but silently though

you’d never know he’s constantly keeping track of your reactions to certain things, your different routines, your food preferences, the types of clothes you like

Ok in theory it /sounds/ creepy but he just puts in the effort to observe the way you like to do things so he can help you whenever you need it

IMAGINE you’re running late & you can’t find your phone /again/ and you’re lowkey freaking out because you Need To Leave Now but leehan just steadies you and hands you your phone

and ur kind of in awe ??? i've been looking for this for ten minutes now... How Do you have this …?

he just shrugs and explains “you always leave it underneath the blanket when you make the bed so i figured it might be there again" and motions for you to hurry before you’re late

or maybe you’re feeling under the weather & you ask him to make you a hot drink to help soothe your throat and he comes back with a mug of tea made EXACTLY how you make it for yourself

you're pleasantly surprised upon taking your first sip because …you don’t recall ever telling him how you like your tea? 

then he's sitting there with stars in his eyes and saying “i made it properly, right? :3” (clearly very proud of himself bc he remembered how you like it)

doesn't seem like the type to be too extra when it comes to PDA. if anything, he prefers small and/or secret interactions in public (it feels more intimate if only you guys know what's happening)

head pats. that’s it. he thinks the way you literally melt whenever he pats your head is the most endearing thing ever, so he'll save it /specifically/ when you're out w/ a group of people because he loves seeing you so flustered afterwards

keeping a hand on the small of your back or resting his arm on the back of your chair when you're sitting next to each other

holding your hand in his under the table, giving it a gentle squeeze as the two of you continue to talk with the others at the table

at the end of the day... he just loves you so dearly & couldn't be happier knowing that he can call you his, and you can call him yours :,)

© lionhanie 2024 ; all rights reserved!

[whateverloomis]

"Only if you come over" || Modern Scream (1996) one-shot

Billy Loomis x GN AFAB reader 🔞

A/N: I was wondering what Billy and/or Stu would be like in modern times, and how'd they interact over text and such, so I wrote some sexting/phone sex fun with Billy ;)

Warnings: Phone sex, sexting, description of nude pictures and videos, mentions of choking, a lot of dirty talk, Billy's a fuckboy (lol,) use of sex toy (vibrator,) reader has predetermined interests, no pronouns used flr reader, AFAB reader, unedited

Word count: 1.2k

*New text message*

Billy: Hey

You rolled your eyes when you opened the message and saw it was Billy Loomis once again.

You guys had been on and off playing a dangerous game of cat and mouse. You needed to stop, but the attention and adrenaline rush was addicting. You allowed selfishness to take over you.

You weren't close to his friend group, the ones you talked to the most were Randy and Stu since they were the loudest. Plus, you were sure Stu wanted in the little game you and Billy had with each other, despite both of them being taken.

Other than casual interactions, you were just another nice classmate that was nice to talk to. Nothing else.

Except for Billy.

You were his distraction. Entertainment. He was tired of trying to fuck Sidney to be able to kill her once and for all.

He needed some release, and you provided that for him.

For you? It was basically the same, but it was an addiction that came from trying to keep your mind off your murdered friends. Casey and Steve. Instead of using drugs or drowning yourself in alcohol, you used the thrill of sex and seducing unavailable people just for that addictive rush of endorphins.

It had been about three weeks since you and Billy had any sexual contact and he was starting to crave you. He tried to get your attention by liking your posts and stories on the socials because there was no way in hell he was going to demonstrate that he needed you, but he grew tired of waiting.

You: Hey ☺️

Billy: How've you been? It's been a while...

You: Yes, it has. I've been good, hbu?

Billy: I've been missing you

There he went, with his straightforward pick up lines. You hated it and loved it all the same. You knew he was a player, but gosh did it feel good to be bad once in a while.

You: Is that so?

Billy: Yes, I can't stop thinking about your taste, how good that pussy feels around my cock...

Ugh, and you missed him too. The way he filled you up and pounded into you. You didn't want to play hard to get at, it was so fun to mess around with him and rile him up.

You: I don't believe you, Loomis. I might need some evidence.

Billy: Only if I get something in return ☺️

Such an asshole.

You: You know I play nice when I get what I want 😌

Billy: *New image*

You opened the picture and Billy was sitting on a desk chair in front of a mirror. He was shirtless, wearing grey sweatpants and you could see the outline of his hard cock. His veiny hand rested over his thigh and you couldn't help but imagine it wrapped around your neck.

Billy: How's that for evidence baby?

You: *New image*

You took a selfie of yourself sitting on the edge of the bed so your thighs looked extra thick. You had a black lace thong on with a white crop top that sat right under your nipples. It exposed your underboob perfectly and the tiniest bit of your hard buds.

Billy: Fuck, you're driving me crazy...

Billy: *New video*

He was in the same position as the picture only this time he was running his hand up and down his clothed length. You could see his cock twitching from how sensitive it was and Billy threw his head back, exposing his neck.

You felt yourself grow wet at the visual and the slight impatientness of wanting him with you was starting to grow.

You: *New video*

You ran your hand over your tits and lifted your shirt up teasingly, squeezing and pinching your nipples while releasing little moans. You knew that drove him crazy and he wouldn't be able to resist.

*Incoming call from Billy*

"Hey" you answered, your voice was soft and teasy.

"Let me hear your cute little moans baby" Billy said, his voice lower than usual.

You slid your hand between your legs and began teasing yourself, rubbing your clit in circles softly. "Mmhh... Tell me what you'd do to me right now" You replied, moaning just how he likes it.

Billy was already fucking himself agonizingly slow with his hand, panting softly. "I'd bury my face between those perfect thighs of yours and taste you while finger fucking you. Just how you like it." He replied and you whined at his description. You could feel his touch just by imagining him there doing exactly what he described.

You reached for your nightstand and grabbed your small wand vibrator from the drawer. Billy's breathing got heavier in your ear and you wished you could feel his hot breath against you.

"Mm, what if I rode your face instead? Grind against your mouth slowly..." You said and Billy chuckled, you could hear him smirking and bit your lip in response. "You know me so well." He responded and moaned at the end of his sentence.

You turned the vibrator on and ran it over your clothed center to further tease yourself and breathed heavier as the seconds went by.

Billy thrust into his hand imagining that he was pounding into you from underneath. Your favorite position. You could hear him cursing and the obscene sounds of his hand stroking his cock.

You could imagine him sitting in his room by himself in front of that mirror, fucking himself to the thought of your cunt wrapped around him.

Better yet, you envisioned yourself sitting on his cock and riding him slowly. his hands on your hips, holding you tightly as he meets your hips half way, burying his cock deep inside you.

You wanted to pull his hair and hear him groan against your skin while you bounced on him and gave him the perfect view of your tits.

Gosh you needed him to grab your neck and choke you until you felt faint and whimpered in the pleasure that asphyxiation elicits in your body.

By that point you had thrown your underwear somewhere across the room and held your vibrator against your clit.

"Fuck... Billy please, I need you so bad..." You moaned while reaching your throbbing hole with your free hand and teasing yourself with your fingers.

"Fuck yourself for me. Let me hear you baby." Billy moaned and you slipped two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out of you at a steady pace.

"You... Feel so good inside me." You whimpered and Billy groaned. He loved hearing you beg for him when he wasn't even there with you.

He was approaching his orgasm quickly. The sound of your moans were just enough to make him explode, but fuck did he want to feel you too.

"Mmm, I'm so close to cumming inside you" Billy whispered and you whined at his words. You needed to feel him release inside you so bad.

"Fuck, Billy... I'm gonna cuuum" you whined pathetically and he chuckled despite him being just as close as you.

Your legs shook as you came around your fingers with your vibrator pressed firmly against your clit. You moaned into the phone pornographically and that alone made Billy cum all over his hand.

You both breathed heavily for a brief moment before Billy spoke; "I wish you were here to clean the mess you made on me."

You scoffed playfully and replied; "You're such an asshole. I'm gonna shower, I'll text you in a bit."

"Round two?" Billy said teasingly followed by a breathy laugh.

"Only if you come over."

[sysig]

The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe screengrabs

‼️ SPOILER WARNING ‼️

Alright so the first few are just from replaying all the stuff that was in the HD Remix, just to see some of the texture differences, but I also took some screengrabs just because they’re fun!

I’m so glad this one made it in lol (he is)

I got the paper office! :D

And the whiteboard ending!! Yes!!! Dog mode is terrible though haha ♪

Spamtoncore

This was new! I knew about the Bucket but I hadn’t met them yet so I was just like Hmmm Hmmm Interesting haha

Fall through the floor Part 2 - luckily this was the last one of the initial play session! Still though, load your rooms pls

Alright from here it’s all Ultra Deluxe so watch out!

I want this. Sadge that it’s sold out </3

I just got this one! :D

They!!! So tiny <3 It’s nice to see Mariella’s model as well, I’ve seen Stanley’s a few times but never Mariella from the front!

Just played with this one too, the grandfather <3

Who is this!!! They’re so cute what!!!

This image is probably especially funny to me because it reminds me of a meme I made lol

Hi Stanley, Hi Stanley, haha ♪

There he is. The Narrator turned him into a marketable figure

Very cursed Stanley smile :) He deserves it

Me

See, this dark, infinite abyss makes sense! It all ties together! Brilliance in writing! Lol

My previous point (also implying that Stanley is normal, really, Narrator, you should know better by now)

I appreciate the serial code(?) nameplate lol - this whole section was too strange haha

*heavy breathing* I mean literally what more could I ask for (I did also like the Stanley Parable concept art though haha, and the pause button stuff)

I gotta be honest, I was not sold on this bucket at first, but after this-

EEE, even better!! Yes, I’m onboard on the bucket now, I love Bucket

There is an awful lot of Bucket death in this game huh. Like, Stanley dies a lot too, but we don’t get to see that usually, so it’s oddly visceral

Employee 416 you say 👀 So there was somebody in there initially, until they were moved...? (I like to imagine they also drew the little Stanlurine doodle on the whiteboard lol)

I forgot that this was flagged by the phone call lol, I wonder if anybody has actually counted them

That’s all for this playthrough! If I fall through the floor again, I’ll try to catch it!

[smoliboops]

JSE Egos x Doctor Who AU - Marvin the Magnificent as the Twelfth Doctor (Prev -> 11! Jameson)

Magician meets magician! :D Finally continuing this AU with some inspiration from the 2016 radio times shoot and Marvin's dream in Void Silver #1 (ref pics/original sketches/blurb in read more)

was originally gonna crop the bottom as you can tell by the sketches, but then decided to keep it and be a bit lazy cos i liked having more room for the drawings and wanted to keep the off-angled look of the ref pic (and im trying not to be a perfectionist this year and not take as long on getting everything right, more about having fun which is also what this self-indulgent au is too lol)

art to-do list for this year includes: the rest of the dw/ego crossovers, a chase brody x 73 yards idea i started sketching last year, and other non-crossover ideas that hopefully will be done within this year :'D

and i just remembered that i wanted to draw 12! Marv in the "No Humans Allowed" scene from The Caretaker. so i'll add that too lol ^^

[girldriveroscar]

okay as someone who loves fashion pls tell me (an idiot) is oscar’s suit too small on him or are men’s suits just designed to fit when and only when they are standing upright perfectly still. like is his suit too small or did the tailor just not consider that oscar folds in half zendaya laughing any time lando is around and therefore needs to account for movement? is his suit too small or did he not realize he would be squatting on stage-thighs flexed, ass pushed back, back curved as he reaches down into a trophy case- in fabric that famously does not stretch? PLEEEEEASE I NEED TO KNOW

SUITGATE.

*zoomed in photos with some sources under the cut!*

OKAY. my unprofessional Official Suit Analysis based off. vibes. i am an idiot with you bc menswear is not my usual area of interest However. i will take any excuse to learn more about fashion

The TLDR:

id argue the suit fits Okay as an off-the-rack, especially if he wasn't doing all that moving around.

a bespoke suit (custom-made to the model's measurements) should allow for full range of movement without getting caught or restricted. a Major factor that separates a bespoke suit from a RTW is actually the height of the armhole! would highly recommend this article if it interests you.

soooo why is this suit so appealing to me? why is the fit as erotic as it is confusing?

(this is very subjective once again im no expert. just having fun. i digress.*I think*) the inconsistent fit creates a balance of sophistication and something much more salacious. the single breasted jacket is appropriately seductive; the rise height is youthful, fitting for a guy his age; the double vents look very elegant and move nicely to accentuate his hips as he puts a hand in his pocket.

but then.

his pants are so ridiculously tight that as his hand slides into his pants, it doesn't disappear -as it should- in a show of casual confidence. it just Sits there, right in our line of sight, becoming an extension of all the skin hidden in that area. the fabric becomes translucent over the bulges in his pockets (his phone, his hand) - so tantalizingly close to the center yet the effect doesn't reach far enough to tip the scale from teasing to straight up pornographic. (his ass on the other hand does tip the scale because there is simply no space in his pants for all that LOL) (to add to this, there's the erotics of everything we can't see with his shirt and undergarments but i won't repeat myself)

the lack of attention to detail leads to all these minor inconveniences that are overall uncomfortable (too much shirt fabric, bad fitting pants). the lack of care to acknowledge these problems before wearing the suit publicly then lands you in oscars position: blindsided by Just how much ass you've accidentally put on display. think like... when you unknowingly tuck your skirt into your underwear after peeing. it's. incredibly voyeuristic lol which only furthers the second-hand embarrassment i feel seeing him in a suit that's not fitting right. (and embarrassment is Kinda sexy. so.well)

that perverted eroticism in equal measure to the acceptable eroticism (its not taboo to consider a guy hotter when he's wearing a suit) just AGH come together to eat me alive.

to try? and put it simply? he's surface level hot like a law student/it guy/coworker (insert other role that we find personably attractive) and on further inspection, this is the corporate equivalent to being tied up, half naked, on display, in an uncomfortable position for hours.

so getting redundant but one more time, 🫲 acceptable hotness and 🫱pervy hotness equalssss 🤝🤝🤝 me taking Oscar to my penthouse and freaking it.

hopefully the texts not too small. lmk if it issss ill crop it more

[modern-gremlin]

Morning Errands | Sebastian SDV — Married Life 🔞

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Pairing: Sebastian (SDV) x afab!reader

Summary: You need Sebastian's help with beginning-of-season errands. If only there was a way you could "wake him up".

Tags: Husband!Sebastian, Smut, established relationship, detailed descriptions of sex, a dash of fluff. NSFW Tags below the cut.

Word Count: 2,900 (I did it, a fic under 5,000 words lol) A/N: Fun Fact — this idea started as a non-SDV related adult animation concept I was in early development of. I unfortunately do not have a lot of time for animating things anymore, so it's definitely more feasible to write it down. PLUS, I just love quickly shooting these stories out — better spat out here than rotting in my brain!!

It was really fun to rewrite it to fit the Stardew Valley world; I think it just gives me so much more to work with. Especially when it comes to writing about the world in detail. (and I get to feed my Sebastian brainworms <33) Hope you enjoy the read xoxo

NSFW Tags: morning sex, foreplay (dry humping), some dirty talk (mostly teasing), oral (male receiving), overstimulation, creampie

"Seb? Seeeeebb, it's 6:40," you say softly with a gentle shake of his arm, "we gotta get going." Still unwilling to move from his comfortable spot on the bed, Sebastian stifles a sleepy groan in response. It's always been hard to wake him up — that's something you knew even before you married him. Working freelance comes with the blessing and curse of setting your own work schedule, which means late night cramming sessions are a normal occurrence. You don't really blame him for wanting to sleep in, but today, he promised to help you with your ever-growing list of morning chores.

You run your fingers through his hair, lightly brushing the dark strands off his cheek with the back of your fingers. He just looks so peaceful when he's asleep; it's really such a shame to wake him up like this. Especially when he wraps his arm around you to cuddle against your thigh. It's almost tempting to sink yourself back into his arms and shut the whole world away under the protection of your shared bed covers. Almost — but you know better than to underestimate your beginning-of-season errands. It doesn't help that you also agreed to host a family dinner with Robin and Demetrius this evening. So much to do, so little time. In hindsight, you wish you planned this all a little better.

With a little more force this time, you try to shake him awake. "Mmph… just a few more minutes…" he mumbles while releasing his arms from your thigh, now lying on his back. At least he's able to get a few words out. That's a good sign, you think to yourself. You head toward your bathroom, hoping that by the time you're done brushing your teeth he'll be sitting upright. Maybe.

A soft, cool breeze enters the small opening of your window as you pass through the hallway. It's remarkable how quickly the seasons change in the valley. From your view in the bathroom, you can catch a glimpse of your summer crops, now reduced to wilted clumps in the soil. You'll definitely need Seb's help with this today. You take a little extra time to brush your teeth and wash your face, trying to buy him time to get up. He's gotta be awake by now, right?

You're not surprised to see him still splayed on the bed, eyes just barely fluttering at the sound of your footsteps entering the room. "Seb, it's almost 7 now. I really need your help," you plead sweetly, hoping the cute tone you've adopted would prompt him to move with more haste. He just smiles and offers a curt, "Mhm," in response, eyes still shut. Wow, he's really out of it, huh? You might need to switch strategies.

If you married Sebastian knowing that he's not exactly a morning person, he should also count on the fact that you're always up for a little bit of mischief — because now, you've got a plan that's basically foolproof. Creeping up to the bed, you slowly plant a knee on each side of his body to gently straddle his lap. With your chest pressed against his, you place kisses on his face. "Sebby, come on" you whisper tenderly into his ear, "you can get up for me, can't you?" He lets out an amused huff out of his nose and wraps an arm around the small of your back. He's definitely more awake now, but perhaps a little more provocation will do the trick.

You kiss along his jaw down to the side of his neck, playing with the collar of his t-shirt with your fingers. His eyes lazily open when you stop, now meeting his gaze from where your cheek rests on his chest. "Morning, sleepyhead. Remember those errands I need help with?" you tease. He lovingly smirks at your remark, placing a hand on your head to gently stroke your hair.

"Mm… what time is it?" he asks in a raspy voice. You answer his question with a light pinch of his cheek,

"Probably seven, by now. We're running a little late, y'know?"

The fact that 7AM is considered late to you is something he's still getting used to. If left to his own devices, he'd absolutely sleep the day away and have his breakfast at 3PM. Yet, he tries his best to slip into your daily schedule because that'd mean he'd get more time to see your face throughout the day, wouldn't it? But you know what they say, old habits die hard, and right now his old habits have him basically glued to the bed.

"What are the chances I can convince you to push these errands to tomorrow?" he asks cheekily.

"Hm… slim to none," you reply. "With the dinner party today and the fair coming up in a few weeks, it's gonna be really tough to–" You notice his eyes droop as you speak. "Seb?" He startles awake at the sudden call of his name.

"M' sorry, babe. Promise I'm not doing it on purpose," Sebastian rubs his eyes and yawns. "It's just... hard to stay awake."

With a smile, you shake your head and sigh, "what am I gonna do with you?"

"Hm…I don't know. What are you going to do with me?" He places his hands onto your back again, looking down at you with a suggestive smirk.

Leaning in closer to his face, just barely grazing your mouth over his, you whisper, "I might have a few ideas."

Placing your hands around his neck, thumbs resting against his jaw, you pull him closer into a deep kiss. He tightens the grip around your waist in response, pulling you closer toward him. God, if he wasn't awake a few minutes ago, he definitely is waking up now. He takes your mouth into his, enveloping your lips entirely and gently brushing them with his tongue. You can feel your pulse quickening as your breasts press firmly against him; an urge slowly building and itching at you from below. Unable to contain yourself, you lower your hips to grind against the thick bulge beneath you. You can't help but smile at how hard he already is; grinning against his tongue.

You pull away to shift your weight onto his clothed cock, gasping at how it rubs against you. "At least one part of you is up," you jeer, rocking slow movements against his length. He muses at your words and brushes his hair away from his face, granting him a better view of your body on top of his.

"Can you blame me?" he smiles, his sleepy eyes scanning your form. Running thumbs underneath the hem of your shirt, he gingerly lifts up the fabric to reveal your bare chest steadily bouncing at the rhythm your clothed pussy rubs against him. "Fuck me," he gasps breathily, "what a way to wake up."

His exasperation makes you laugh, motivating you to grind your hips with more fervour. "I'm glad this is working," you admit, "because we have just– so much– to do…" Your words are broken up with every sway of your hips. He pulls your shirt off your arms as you continuously pleasure yourself with his dick, moaning and creating a wet spot on his boxers. He just watches as you use him, in absolute awe by how your body reacts to his. His head slowly falls backward onto the pillow, closing his eyes to take in the stimulation. Then suddenly, you stop.

His eyes dart open again at your weight being lifted off his lap, ready to pull you back onto him. You move his hands away and lower your face to his lap. "Nuh uh. You gotta wake up," you chastise before pulling down his boxers. He groans breathily when his thick cock springs free, smacking his toned stomach from the speed of your movements. Without warning, you spit on his tip and run your palm against his shaft, causing him to tense at the sudden sensation. For a while, he can only stare at you with furrowed brows and complete admiration.

"I should sleep in more often," he teases while grinning at his own remark. But soon his sly grin is replaced by a strained grit because you wrap your fingers around his fat length, stroking him at an unfair pace. He perches himself up by the elbows, watching you fist his cock from base to tip. "Fuck, baby. You gotta slow down or ill–" You lower yourself to lick his balls, dragging your way up the shaft.

"Can't, Sebby," you say, stopping at the tip. "Can't have you falling asleep on me." Taking his length in your hand, you guide his cock into the warmth of your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head.

He instinctually places his hands on the top of your head as he throws back his own. The bed gently shakes at the bobbing of your head, catching and swallowing his length into your throat. It's all so sudden; so frustratingly sexy that he can hardly take it. With the hand that grips at your hair, he tries to pry you off him — hoping to gain some reprieve. But this only invites you to suck on him with more excitement. It's just too hard to resist when he praises you in his gravelly, morning voice. "Holy fuck, babe. You're too good at tha–" You can feel his cock twitch in your mouth as he pushes you away from him; he must be close.

With a gentle tug of your hair, you give in and pull away. You and Sebastian heave heavily, the latter trying to regain his composure. He's usually the one to make you melt underneath him, so you can't help but marvel at his flustered expression. "You awake now?" you triumph with a mischievous smile. He picks himself up to stare into you; the look in his eyes tell you that you're in for it now.

Releasing his grip, he sits himself upright and leans toward you. "Hm, yeah. I think I am," he says while returning your expression, "turn around."

Without a question, you turn yourself around, resting your chest on the bed while lifting your ass toward him. You wiggle your hips tauntingly in his direction until you're greeted by a firm smack — a small yelp escapes your lips from the impact. "So impatient," he chides while soothing the sting with his palm, "well, you got what you wanted. I'm up." He slaps your ass again before leaning behind you, pressing his chest to your back to whisper into your ear, "unless…there's something else you wanted."

Just the sound of his condescending tone sends shivers down your spine, and he knows it. He hooks a finger by your dripping slit and tugs at your underwear, causing the fabric to bundle tightly against your clit. All semblances of your mischief has disappeared, vanished with his scolding and now you're moaning his name into the covers. You can tell he's enjoying every lewd noise you make, because now he's tugging at your panties harder, trying to elicit a bigger reaction.

"Well, now that I'm awake, let's go over our to-do list, hm?" He releases your underwear, only to slip his cock beneath the fabric and vigorously rub your clit.

"Seb… I can't–" you plead, eager to feel him plunge inside you. He places his hands on your waist, stroking soothing circles with his thumbs against your back.

"Don't worry, baby. You'll get it, after we go through the list. Okay?" he coos.

Stumbling your words in between moans, you begin listing the day's tasks. "W-we… need to clear off the crops…and prepare the fields."

"Mhm," he hums while wetting his tip along your slit. "What's next?"

"Clear off the weeds in front of the b-baaaarn–" You words shake as he teases your entrance with his tip, gliding it to catch your slick. "Then go to Pierre's… to pick up ingredients for tonight." Your legs quiver as he prods your wet cunt, not fully entering.

"Is there…anything else?" Sebastian meaninglessly asks, his own voice getting shaky in anticipation. He doesn't really care what's on the to-do list, not at the moment at least. No doubt he'll have to ask about it later, because all he cares about now is making you beg to be railed.

"We might also need to–" This time, he slowly pushes his cock through your wet folds, slipping himself inch by inch into your cunt until his thighs are flush against you. His size fills you entirely, stopping any words from escaping your mouth.

He lets out a breathy moan as he feels your pussy clench around him, still gritting his teeth to continue, "We might need to what? I didn't… catch the last part." He nearly pulls himself out entirely while waiting for your response.

"We…might need to–" You breathe in heavily while his dick pulses inside you. "Seb, please," you beg in a petulant tone. Your cries are so needy and desperate, but you don't care. There's no pride between you two, only true love and the aching desire to be fucked. Lucky for you, the feeling is mutual. Deciding he's equally impatient, he fucks his full length back into you.

"I think I get the gist," he says with a satisfied smile before plunging himself in and out of your cunt. He so badly wants to praise how well you took his teasing, but he's almost completely breathless. Lost for words at how tight you are, how well your pretty pussy takes him, and utterly smitten by the way you moan his name between thrusts. He wants to pound more of them out of you — a reminder to everyone in town that you've chosen him and he's the one fucking you the way you deserve.

Really, this is just one of the many moments he's reminded just how lucky he is. He feels so lucky that you decided to move to this boring town. So lucky that you stuck around despite his icy exterior, and miraculously lucky that you fell in love with him. Now he gets to wake up beside you everyday, fuck you like no one else can, and navigate life's mundanities with the person he loves. Morning errands be damned; nothing ever feels like a chore now that you're his.

He pounds you harder now — as if he's trying to bury his intentions deep inside you so you can feel his gratitude. Because even all his sly remarks and bullied thrusts are just another way of praising you; another way to tell you he loves you without saying it out loud. Your pussy clenches down on him so tightly, grasping onto his praises like your life depended on it. Ready to cum all over his cock to confirm that you feel the same. But even if your cunt wasn't being obvious, your words certainly were.

"Seb– it feels so. Fucking. Good," you whine in between thrusts. You try to warn him of your impending burst, but the arch of your back signals your orgasm much faster than you can speak. Backing your ass further into him, you accept his length against your cervix until you feel your release. You convulse around him, whispering thank you's under your breath. The only sound reaching his ears are your muffled cries of pleasure and the squeaking of the bed. He fucks you through your orgasm, but even after you come down from the high, he's still not done.

He rails your stimulated pussy over and over again, causing you to reach out your hand behind you to slow him down. "S-sebastian, I just came. Slower, it's so f-fast"

Grabbing your arm by the wrist, he plows deeper into you. "Sorry, baby. Can't," he says breathily, "We got too much to do today, remember?" You turn your head back to look over your shoulder and flash him a blissed-out smile, silently laughing at his twist of your words.

Reaching around to your front, he rubs circles around your puffy clit while he fucks his last few, sloppy blows inside you. "So close, babe. M'so fucking…close" he says with gritted teeth. His movements on your bud stokes the fire within you, threatening to shatter you once again. With one last buck of his hips against yours, he shoots his load deep inside your pussy, filling you to the brim with in white. He groans profanities as he sputters small thrusts into you. The warmth of his semen hitting against you is the last straw, sending you into your second orgasm of the day.

Dropping your wrist from his grip, he leans forward onto your back, pulling out slightly causing his cum to spill out of you. You breathe in unison, heavily and laboured as you try to regain your bearings. Maybe it's been ten minutes or maybe it was an hour, but you both lay beside each other, unbothered by the time that's passing you by.

When you both come down to your senses, your eyes lock onto his and suddenly you're both chuckling at the morning's happenings. With a bright-eyed smile, he takes your palm to rest on his cheek. Placing a kiss on your knuckles, he greets you to start the day.

"Good morning, honey."

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

How To: Dress for the Position You Want

This fic will cover the Office Sex square on my @jacklesversebingo card and the "I work harder than everyone in this entire place." square on my @spnaubingo card.

It will also fulfill this gif request for my 2K follower celebration. The amazing @suckitands33 sent me the gif in the title card above, and I knew I'd be incorporating it into an office sex fic. 😊

Summary: Mr. Smith has some ideas about how to improve your position in the company.

Pairing: Dean Smith x Reader (You) (Use of Y/L/N - your last name)

Warnings: Smut. Pure Smut. Dom!Dean Smith. Sub!Reader. Oral Sex (M and F receiving). Spanking (w/Belt and briefly w/hand) Unprotected PinV sex. Edging. Aftercare.

Word Count: 3,122

A/N: I've never written for Dean Smith (I don't think - lol!) and so as soon as I saw the "Office Sex" square on my Jacklesverse Bingo card, I knew I had to write something for Dean Smith. ❤️ He looks so friggin' good in those suits!! 🔥🔥 Hope you enjoy a bit of naughty fun!

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The divider below was created by @talesmaniac89

“Oh! Mr. Smith!” You laid a hand against your chest in surprise. “You startled me. I thought everyone had gone home for the day.”

Your ridiculously gorgeous boss stood frowning in the company break room, a half empty cup of coffee in his hand. He shook his head, his voice angry. 

“No, I'm stuck here fixing other people's mistakes.” He drained his cup. “As usual, I work harder than everyone in this entire place.”

You could feel the frustration and tension rolling off his broad shoulders and it struck you that now might finally be the time for you to try to make your long-running fantasy into a reality. You took a few steps closer and wore a sympathetic expression. 

“Poor Mr. Smith. Always picking up the slack, always so worn out and stressed.”

You took a chance and put your hand on his bicep and squeezed. The hard muscle you could feel through his dark gray suit jacket made your stomach flutter. 

Mr. Smith cocked an eyebrow at you. “Yeah.” He said quietly. “It's a real pain in the ass.”

You bit your lower lip and looked up at him through your lashes. “Is there anything I can do to help make you feel better?”

You watched his stunning, emerald green eyes darken and the truth of what you were offering seemed to hit home. He stepped forward, pressing you back against the counter before he tugged at the bottom of your old, cropped, college sweater.

“You can start by explaining the way you're dressed, Ms. Y/L/N. Workout clothes in the office?” He clicked his tongue.

“I was just in the gym downstairs.” You said breathlessly, chills of anticipation running up your spine at the way his jaw clenched. “I just came back up to get my purse.”

“No excuse.” He growled. “It's unacceptable attire.” He slid his hands up under the hem of your sweater, rubbing his surprisingly rough hands over the cups of your bra and the very tops of your breasts. 

He paused a moment, staring into your eyes. His gaze was hot and intense, but it held a question too, and you nodded eagerly, letting him know you were down for whatever he had planned. 

As soon as he got your nod, he wrenched the sweater over your head roughly, tossing it aside.

“Get into my office right now. It's time I hand out some much needed discipline, Ms. Y/L/N.”

A thrill of electricity shot through your body at the prospect, but playing along, you bowed your head. “Yes, Mr. Smith.”

He lifted your chin with the knuckle of his forefinger. 

“Sir.” His lush mouth was set in a firm line. “You'll call me sir.”

Your heart hammered against your ribcage and you nodded quickly. “Yes, sir.”

This was even hotter than you'd imagined, and you'd imagined this scenario countless times in the six months since you'd been assigned as his assistant.

He grabbed your wrist and tugged you along down the hall to his office and pushed you inside, closing and locking the door behind himself.

He turned around and leaned against the door, folding his arms over his chest. He stared at you steadily without blinking and you nervously gripped your hands together in front of you. 

Maintaining eye contact, he finally stepped away from the door and then let his suit jacket slip from his shoulders, tossing it over the back of a chair. He wore a crisp white button down shirt beneath it and he slowly unbuttoned his cuffs to roll up his sleeves, revealing his corded, muscular forearms. Finally he loosened the blue tie around his neck, undoing the knot and sliding it from under his collar to toss it on top of his jacket.

When he finished, he took a few steps towards where you stood in front of his desk. He turned you slowly so you faced away from him and pushed on your back so you bent forward a little, hands resting on his desk, making your ass protrude slightly.

He clicked his tongue again and spoke in disappointed tones. 

“Sweats in the office? And ones that display this kind of message? Disgusting.”

You blushed because the word “Juicy” was emblazoned across your ass on the very old pair of sweats you worked out in.

His warm hand passed over the word before he raised it and brought it down hard onto your covered cheek. 

“Is this really how you want people to think about you in this office? Hm? Want them to think about slovenly attire and sluttish behavior?”

You shook your head. “No sir, I'm sorry.”

Another spank warmed your other cheek before he squeezed your ass tightly. 

“I could write you up for this, but I'd prefer we take care of it right now, between us. What do you think?”

“Yes sir, please!” You said earnestly. “I'll do whatever I need to do to make up for my behavior.”

“Good girl.” Mr. Smith said as he leaned forward to growl in your ear. “You can start on your knees.”

He lifted his hands off of you and stepped back so you could turn and face him. 

“Strip.”

With slightly shaking hands you lowered your sweats and kicked them off your feet. You stood quietly in your white cotton bra and panties for a moment.

“All of it, Ms. Y/L/N. Now.”

Blushing from head to toe, body flush with want, you quickly unhooked your bra and flung it aside, before pushing down and stepping out of your panties. You surreptitiously tried to cover yourself, but he was having none of it. He pushed your hands aside and then turned you around to face the desk again.

He ran his fingers over the slightly warmed skin of your ass. “Hmm…got a nice little pink going here, but we’ll have to work on it a bit more, later.”

He turned you towards him again and reached for his expensive leather belt, opening the shiny silver buckle, as you sank slowly to your knees.

He slid his belt through the loops, pulling it free, and then draped it around your neck as you reached out to unzip his fly. The cold leather end and the hard metal buckle touched your heated skin and made you gasp. 

“That’s for later.” He smirked and you shivered and nodded.

“Yes, sir.” 

When his cock was freed it sprang up towards you, half hard already. You flicked your tongue against the tip and he groaned softly. “Fuck yeah, open wide.”

You dropped your jaw and let him feed you his enormous dick, gagging as it slipped down your throat. 

“Are you good at sucking cock, sweetheart?” He asked, gathering your hair into a ponytail and using it to guide your head up and down his length, pushing his cock further and further into your esophagus. 

Speaking was quite beyond you as you gagged around him, so you merely nodded. He pressed your nose into the curls at the base of his dick and held you there. You tried to breath through your nose, dropping your jaw to accommodate his girth. But your jaw still ached and you still coughed and spluttered as he pulled you off of him. 

He let you catch your breath for a minute before he tapped his cock against your cheek. “Again.” He said curtly and you opened up. You closed your mouth around him as he sank into your wet warmth. 

“Now suck. Hard.” He ordered as he began to pull himself back.

The suction of your mouth had him groaning harshly. You moved up and down on him quickly, sucking hard as you withdrew each time. You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock and he yanked your hair in reflexive instinct. 

“Fuck.” He swore in obvious pleasure, but then he pulled himself free, and helped you stand. “You’re right, Ms. Y/L/N you do suck cock very well. So that’s earned you a few brownie points. But you have a lot more than inappropriate clothing to make up for. Turn around. Bend over the desk.”

Shaking slightly, you did as he said, bending at the hips, so that the edge of the desk pressed into the front of your thighs. He walked around the desk to open a drawer and pull out a document. 

He plopped it down in front of you and then walked behind you. He grabbed the belt from around your neck and let the leather trail across your skin. He bent over you on the desk and you could feel his rock hard cock pushed against your hip as he leaned close to whisper in your ear.

“Before we go any further, sweetheart, you got a safe word?”

You nodded. “Yes. Mississippi.” 

He kissed the corner of your jaw lightly. “Okay, baby. I’ll listen for it and stop immediately, promise.”

You smiled, grateful, but shook your head. “Thanks, but I can take it.”

He chuckled softly but his voice was stern again as he thumped the papers in front of you. “This is the email I asked you to write to Freeman & Sons. It’s riddled with spelling and grammar errors. You’re going to read it to me and every mistake is going to earn you a stroke of my belt, so maybe next time, you’ll pay more attention.”

“Yes, sir.” You whispered; your body was quivering with a mixture of cold, fear, and excitement. You began to read.

“Dear Mr. Freman…”

Crack.

The doubled leather connected with your skin and you gasped as the sharp sting shot through you. 

“There are two Es in Freeman.” He corrected. 

You nodded, and continued on despite the warmth spreading over your ass cheeks. 

“I’m reaching out to touch base regarding our meeting of Septembre 4th-”

Crack.

“How do you spell September?” He asked.

You noticed your mistake right away. “S-e-p-t-e-m-b-e-r.”

“Good girl.”

He rubbed his hand over your warmed backside as you continued on, finishing the first paragraph without another mistake.

“I enjoyed our conversation last week and I'd like to-”

Crack.

It took you a moment to find your mistake this time and it earned you another fiery stroke of his belt, making you cry out as the sharp sting spread over your skin. 

“Look carefully, Ms. Y/L/N, pay attention.”

After another minute of frantically searching, you felt his arm raise to deliver another blow. But then you saw it.

“The apostrophe!” You shouted. “I left the apostrophe out of ‘I’d’.”

Instead of the hard, red stripe he had planned for your backside, Mr. Smith just let it nip your skin, stinging like a little spark.

“That’s right. See what happens when you’re properly motivated to pay attention to the details of your work?”

You nodded. He’d never know that you’d deliberately ignored all the squiggly little, red, spell check lines in your documents as you typed them, hoping your mistakes would draw his attention. This little lesson was even more than you’d dreamed off, but you sure as hell weren’t about to change your ways now.

“Continue.” He told you and you did. The page-long email contained another five spelling mistakes and two grammar mistakes, landing you with another seven strokes. Your ass burned, but your pussy dripped. 

“Alright Ms. Y/L/N, prepare yourself for ten more lashes, hard and fast, one more for each mistake you made.”’

You bit your lip and nodded, your stomach clenching.

He raised his arm high and brought it down with twice the strength he’d used previously, it made you squeal in pain, but he didn’t give you time to catch your breath before another blow was reigning down, causing more criss-crossing red stripes to form on your skin. All ten strokes were very powerful and landed one on top of the other.

By the end of the spanking, you had your feet crossed at the ankles, bouncing your ass up and down, desperately squirming and trying to escape the pain. But he had you pinned down easily and he was determined to make you feel every single blow.

As the last of the ten strokes fell, though, he tossed the belt aside and began to rub soft, soothing circles over your abused skin.

“Such a good girl.” He whispered as he pressed kisses down your spine. “You sucked my cock so good, showed me how seriously you take your position here. Then you took your punishment so well, showing me you’re capable of taking responsibility for your mistakes. I’m so proud of you, Ms. Y/L/N. You’ve earned yourself a treat.”

He slipped his hand down from where it was soothing your ass cheek, to slide between your legs. He chuckled. 

“You REALLY took your punishment well, didn’t you? You’re fucking soaked from it.”

All you could do was moan gently as he stroked your clit lightly. He shifted slightly and suddenly he was the one on his knees, pushing his nose and mouth into your exposed pussy. His big hands spanned the backs of your thighs and pushed your legs wide open, so he could feast completely. 

You stood on your tiptoes as he began eating you out noisily. The fact that your cunt was utterly drenched meant that the sounds of sucking and slurping penetrated the drab office walls, filling the room with the obscene noises and causing you to drip even more.

“Unf, fuck!” You screamed, slamming the front of your mound against the edge of the desk and trying to press against it just right to create the pressure you needed on your clit to cause your orgasm. But Mr. Smith knew what you were trying and he gave your thigh a little slap.

“Stop that, right now! You don’t come until I’m fucking you, you understand?”

You whined, but you nodded. “Then please, fuck me sir. I can’t take anymore.”

He speared your hole with his tongue and a hoarse scream came up from your throat. He fucked you with his tongue for several minutes before pulling back to to nibble at your clit and lips. 

He pulled back to speak. “No, Ms. Y/L/N. I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready and not a moment before. You need to learn some discipline and a little restraint. Take what I’m giving you, and be grateful.”

Tears of need were in your eyes, but you nodded. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir.”

He teased your clit with his thumb. “I know, sweet thing. I have so much to teach you. You’ll get there.”

The idea that this lesson between the two of you may not be a one time thing made your heart flutter with excitement and anticipation. You already couldn’t wait for the next time.

But when, half an hour later, he was still teasing you, bringing you to the brink of your climax, only to pull away and kill it, leaving you to shudder and quake with your need, you began to wonder whether you’d ever survive another experience like this one.

As though he could read your mind and knew you’d hit your limit, Mr. Smith stood up and turned you to face him. He lifted you onto the desk, dropping you onto the very edge. The hard wood slammed against the bruised sit spots on your ass and you grimaced.

“Poor baby.” He said softly, leaning forward to kiss you slowly and softly. “I know what you want, what you need. You just hang on to me.” You grabbed onto his shoulders as he lined up his cock at your entrance. “Now, you’ve been such a good girl, and I’m so proud of the way you’ve behaved, so you have my permission to come as soon as you want and as many times as you want, okay?”

His voice was gentle now, and his green eyes were warm and moss-colored. You nodded. “Thank you.” You croaked. “Please fuck me now.” You begged.

He simply nodded and then drove into you, immediately hitting your sweet spot. He only had to slam the spongy head of his cock against it twice before you were screaming out your withheld climax, squeezing his cock tightly as he slammed into you again and again. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He chanted like a mantra. “You’re so perfect, goddamn! So fucking tight.” He continued to slam your g spot and you came again twice in a row, blinding spots appearing behind your eyes. 

He looked down to watch himself sliding in and out of your body. “Look how good you take me, baby. Fucking made for my cock.” He slammed his hips forward especially hard, knocking against your cervix and causing you to press your heels into his plump ass.

He palmed one of your tits and dipped his head to suck your nipple into his mouth, drawing deeply, the tug sending a jolt of fire down to your cunt and making you come again so hard your eyes literally rolled back in your head.

This time he came too, giving a violent shout of joy as he slammed home one last time and poured into your pussy, hot and thick. As his hips rocked against you, you could feel him spurt inside you, filling you up so much that his come leaked out of you and dripped onto his desk. He buried his face in your neck as his body spasmed into yours a few more times.

After a few minutes reprieve, he stood up straight and pulled himself out of your body. He smiled at you, and your stomach clenched anew. You were already ready for more.

He helped you hop down off the desk and then pointed to the mess that had dripped out of you onto the wood, and that coated his cock.

“I think you should clean up your mess, Ms. Y/L/N.”

You nodded and started to move over to a small cupboard that housed a few cleaning supplies, but he clicked his tongue and grabbed your wrist to yank you back.

“No, no, Ms. Y/L/N. With your tongue.”

You walked back to him and dropped back to your knees to begin licking stripes up his cock before tackling the cooling, sticky mess on the desk.

As you cleaned him, he began to get hard again. He pushed his hand through your hair. “When you're done cleaning up here, I think we should hit the gym showers, and then spend a bit of time on the massage tables down there. I think your ass could use some soothing, essential oils and a massage, what do you think?”

You nodded. “Yes, Mr. Smith. I mean, sir.”

He grinned. “For the time being, you can call me Dean.”

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